Patrick Star Quotes Novels & Stories

"Peter, brother, don’t think like that. Just focus on getting through the surgery. No matter what happens, you won’t be alone. Look at yourself. Twenty years ago, after everything that happened, even though Theodore initially used you for his plans, he never abandoned you. No matter what, he was there. You two built a strange friendship, even as hitmen. He respects you, and you respect him. "This time, you're not alone. You have Celeste and your future children, Alden and your grandson Ethan, Theodore, and you have me and my family. You’re not alone, and you never will be again. If you go through with the surgery and everything turns out fine, we’ll work together to rebuild our strange Palme

He said calmly. “Are you no longer frustrated?” I inquired, still perplexed. “Yes, I was. But I took it out on that dick,” he said as he gave the guy the death stare. If appearances could kill, the guy would be buried six feet underground. “Well, good punch,” I smirked, and Patrick snorted. “I wanted to do more than a punch that f**ker, but she looks like she's going to pass out any second,” he said, looking Scarlet in the eyes with warm eyes.

“I love him and I wished we met earlier, but I am still happy life gift him to me.” “Ma, aren't you ready to remarry or are you afraid you can’t find the right person?” Sofia asked. Patricia scoffed. “I believe the universe will send me the right person, but only when I am ready and I am not.” “The last thing, ma. What advise will you share with the public?” Sofia asked. “Always be ready to survive,” Patricia quoted. She glanced at Sofia, explaining, “please, I have an audio I will love the public to listen to. Can you please play it?”

“Will she be in mortal danger again?” and Patrick just looked at Sarah. She can't get hurt. He will never let not even a single hair to be touched. He caressed her face and he felt it too. The tingles between them were there. “It is impossible,” Bart said. “Nothing is impossible , Bart” and Patrick leans slightly towards Sarah and he kisses her lips. It’s just a light peck but for him it is everything.

Paige looked up at him, "Because I hit Candy." He held her cheeks and nodded, "Hearing it made me so happy. I want you to be very strong, Paige, to face every obstacle without fear. Never give anyone a chance to take you for granted or disrespect you in any way. You are a star and you are special, always remember this and when the need arises, do not forget to put people in their place." As he looked into her eyes, Paige smiled, "I didn't intend to hit Candy though. She said awful things about my mum and it wasn't the first time. I just couldn't take it anymore.

“Since you’ve been committed to the company, go ahead and name your wish.” I met his gaze. “Can I ask for anything at all?” Patrick paused for a bit before rubbing his nose. He shied away from my gaze. “Of course.” The System started shrieking in my mind. “Aahh! Did you see that’ He’s shy. Hurry up and tell him that you want nothing more than to spend a day with him. You can go to the amusement park. Think about the fireworks! His love meter is going to go up like crazy.”

The bald man walked towards us, his forehead crumpling and his eyes wide. I tried squinting my eyes and making it wide at the same time - I don't know how he does that! "I am not paying you to slack around and talk with your girlfriend!" Oh, come on! I'm not his anything! I glared at Mr. Patrick Star and said, "There are so many WRONG things with what you have just said!" "Excuse me?" Patrick raised an eyebrow, still squinting through. I raised my right pointer finger, "First off, he's not an employee!" I raised another finger, "Second, I am not his girl-"

“You are one of the strongest, and most capable people I know. You have done a lot of things on the mountain that my trained wolf couldn't even do. Don't let one asshole make you think any differently.” “He had held me hostage all my fucking life, Hero.” I said tears glistened in my eyes. “Paxton’s mate had gone through worst from her father, Zara, some men aren't supposed to be made father's but do you think her story made her weak?” I didn't answer, only looked away again. He titled my head until our eyes met, and it was like all the air had been sucked out of the room. “Don't ever call yourself weak again,” he said. “Because you are not. And you would never be.”

"We need to hurry before someone shows up." Patrick laughed and leaned close to me, his breath hot and sour against my ear. "Aw, look at you," he cooed mockingly. "Trying your best. Cute... but useless." My voice broke as I fought against his grip. "Let me go," I gasped, my legs scraping helplessly against the concrete. "Let me go, you sick...bastards—"

Patrick advised. “That’s my mate!” “I know. Believe me, I know,” Patrick said, closing his eyes. When he opened them again, they flashed with silver, and he started to strip his clothes off, shifting fluidly as soon as his boxer shorts hit his ankles. “This fucker is going to wish he heeded your warning,” Patrick’s voice came across the mind-link. “This fucker is going to wish he never crossed my family.”